Huang Xiaoming was very proud when he saw this! Because last night, the person who took him to assassinate his elder brother Huang Xiaolong and seriously injured Huang Xiaolong.

If this person was that assassin, it would be great! Huang Xiaoming's face showed a look of joy.

"snort!"

Dingxiang snorted coldly: "You are too proud!"

Dingxiang stretched out his right hand, and Zhen Yuan was in his hand, followed by Huang Xiaolong's shoes and flew up! "Ah?

shoe!"

Everyone in the room saw this amazing scene: Huang Xiaolong's shoes flew past everyone in the air, as if showing off: Look, I am shoes, I can fly! "Ah!"

When the shoes flew to the Huang family's direct descendants, they stopped for a moment and swayed in front of them.

"ah?

It's so smelly, so smelly!"

The Huang family's direct descendants were all hiding.

But at the same time they were extremely surprised! How could the shoes fly?

Looking back, it was the result of the beautiful woman in uniform, Ding Lilac, who was manipulated from the air.

Her hands swung to the right, and her shoes flew to the right with the rhythm, pointing to wherever she flew.

Immediately afterwards, the shoes flew towards Huang Xiaoming's face! "I'll go!"

Huang Xiaoming instinctively avoided.

But the shoes were like eyes. No matter where Huang Xiaoming hid, it would appear on Huang Xiaoming's left and right faces in time, and slapped them! The ear shaves loudly! The faces on both sides of Huang Xiaoming were shaped like pig's heads.

It started to swollen in an instant.

Then, Dingliu threw the shoe outside! The shoes flew out and hit an old locust tree in the yard! Crash! The old locust tree fell down in response! "Ah?"

Everyone in the room was stunned! The three people could only hug each other with just one shoe. The old locust tree with a diameter of about 15 meters was knocked down directly! What kind of kung fu is this?

So powerful?

Especially the shoe just now, it was flying everywhere, and it was like an automatic patrol, slapping Huang Xiaoming in the face.

All of this shows that the beautiful woman in uniform, Ding Lilac, is a master of realm! The symbol of the master of realm is that she can move things from a distance.

Moving objects from a distance means not having to touch objects, but achieving the purpose of moving or driving.

Internal warriors can also use palm wind to hit people, but that is only due to the power of palm wind. Internal warriors cannot use palm wind to move items at will, which is something they cannot do.

After Dingxiang showed her extraordinary abilities just now, everyone in the room was stunned and could not make a sound for a while.

An obvious question is, if Dingxiang wants to kill the people in their house, can they escape except Lin Feng?

Can they hide?

The answer is already very obvious.

Everyone can see that Ding Xiang is just a subordinate of Lin Feng and is extremely respectful to Lin Feng.

Even if Dingxiang can achieve such a magical power, what about Lin Feng?

His ability must be much greater than that of Dingxiang, otherwise how could he control his subordinates?

Then the next problem is very obvious. Huang Xiaolong is now seriously injured. Whether it is Dingxiang or Lin Feng, if you want to hurt Huang Xiaolong, isn’t that going to happen in minutes?

Not to mention that Huang Xiaolong is seriously injured and cannot get up in a wheelchair. Even if Huang Xiaolong is not injured, he is just a person with a large inner diameter.

Even the peak of internal strength is not the same as the comparison between an ant and an elephant, it is simply disproportionate.

When Huang Xiaolong and his family saw Dingxiang teach Huang Xiaoming a lesson, they all felt excited on their faces.

According to the logic that the enemy is a friend, Lin Feng is their friend.

"Okay! That's great, it's time to fight!"

Huang Rong clapped and shouted.

Huang Xiaoming's face looked very ugly! It looked ugly like eating shit.

"ah!"

When Zhao Xuan saw this, he took a breath.

Just a lilac has such perverted skills, so what about Lin Feng?

It's simply unimaginable.

However, when he thought that Zhao Jiuxiao was a master of mysterious art, his waist was straightened a little further.

"Mr. Lin, I'm working hard."

Huang Xiaolong said to Lin Feng in a weak voice.

At this time, the direct descendants of the Huang family are no longer saying anything.

Lin Feng put his hand on Huang Xiaolong's shoulder and gently pressed it there... Everyone looked at Huang Xiaolong's expression.

Huang Xiaolong's face twitched, his brows frowned, and his teeth were clenched, as if he was suffering something?

"Hahaha..." Seeing this, Huang Xiaoming couldn't help laughing out loud.

Seeing that Huang Xiaolong seemed to feel uncomfortable, Huang Xiaoming analyzed that there are only two possibilities: the first possibility is that Lin Feng treated Huang Xiaolong seriously. This situation is not impossible, because judging from Huang Xiaolong's facial expression, he looked very painful.

The second possibility is that Lin Feng is the assassin who took the dark flower. He and Ding Xiang are acting in order to paralyze everyone. After gaining everyone's belief, they will assassinate Huang Xiaolong! No matter which possibility is, it makes Huang Xiaoming very happy.

Moreover, although Dingxiang hit him with the sole of his shoes just now, it was not fatal. This shows that Dingxiang was showing mercy to his subordinates, and it might be a group of people! In fact, Dingxiang was not showing mercy to Huang Xiaolong's subordinates, but felt that he was disgusting.

After watching Li Min, Huang Rong, and the Huang family's direct descendants, they were very worried because no matter how they looked at Huang Xiaolong's facial expressions, they were all painful.

"Mr. Huang, I think it's better to stop the treatment first. The head of the family is in great pain now. Some diseases are not suitable for impact therapy, so they should be taken care of slowly."

The Huang family's direct descendants all advised Li Min.

"ignorance!"

Dingxiang said: "Now is the critical stage of treatment. All the gaps in his bones are now open, and the true energy in his body is flowing. If he stops now, not only will Huang Xiaolong's injuries not be cured, but he will also be at risk of death."

Dingxiang was very angry! Treating Huang Xiaolong himself consumed Lin Shuai's spirit, but these people were like frogs in the well. Not only were they not grateful, they also had to stop them at critical moments.

No wonder the Huang family has fallen. Can these things that are not savvy to fail?

She had just shown her ability as a master of the Transformation Realm, and was to warn these people: If we want to kill Huang Xiaolong, it is easier than killing an ant, and he will die if he doesn't even need to spit! Ding Xiang and Lin Shuai, one of them, he will treat Huang Xiaolong's injuries, and the other that intimidates Zhao Xuan and Huang Xiaoming.

They are all helping the Huang family with all their heart and strength.

It’s a pity that the people of the Huang family are so ignorant! I can’t tell this! Huang Xiaolong’s daughter Huang Rong was also very anxious at this time, but she hoped that her father would get better.

Because if dad can't get better, then dad can be said to be dead.

The reason for this is that if the father is not helped by outsiders, his father is seriously injured again, and then the assassin who has received the secret flower will continue to assassinate his father.

I can avoid the first day of the lunar month, but I can’t avoid the fifteenth day of the year.

When my father was in the best physical condition and was most defensive, he was assassinated and seriously injured. So where can he hide now?

What if Lin Feng healed his father's injury?

We must make a desperate bet! We cannot give up halfway! Li Min and Huang Rong have the same way of thinking, so she decided flatly: "Mr. Lin is healing my husband, and no one is allowed to talk nonsense! If anyone dares to talk nonsense again, the family will be fired!"

When everyone heard this, they didn't dare to whisper.
Chapter completed!